Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Go tell the Spartans."
...The Lady was 90 years old. DEAD. Quite cold. She died the day before my arrival. ARRIVING by "invitation" at this unexpected situation, the SON (Horst), mourning, distraught, de-camps to another locale; I remain, a guest, perhaps, of a ghost?
... It's a typical German country-lakeside bungalow, Steinholm-am-Meer, south of Hanover; and (the departed) Horst's Mama had lived here for decades, enjoyed her life, and also loved to travel as global trinkets and international works of art filled her chambers; classic Mercedes-Benz in the garage, her Pearl necklace on the "dresser"? And a cursory glance told "all" whilst I made - courtesy of Horst's' Mama's kuchen/cucina - a Mega-picante curry and crashed out on the couch, en route, Paris to Warsaw, Poland.
Next morning:
And WHEN WE DIE who reviews the vacuum? Distant family? The "faithful" house-maid, carrying off "trinkets? "Old friends", arriving like packs of Wolves; "That gilt edge mirror that she ALWAYS wanted to give me!?" Real Estate Jackals ("Here's my card/Do U OWN this place?), the GOVERNMENT, to "appraise" your DEAD WORTH?
I never knew that being DEAD was so INDUSTRIOUS! \Horst's Mama was 90. She passed away. Rest in Peace? It was bloody WOODSTOCK; and I'm glad Horst never got to see. His Momma had to be turning in her grave!!!
YIKES! -I imagine I died. (no stretch of the imagination) I've been reported dead 7 times but always rebound to piss off my critics/envious peer-parasites, reducing them to dull-tavern conversation. And what
ESTATE (what AM I worth?) would the "Jackals of Demise" cut with their teeth? Just WHAT - of WORTH - would I leave for these Jackals: SONGS? -never mind bequeath?
(Ahem!) Bequest:
Bass amplifier (used)
Epiphone-les Paul Special
Spanish guitar
300 paperback novels.
6 ashtrays.
Misc. wardrobe.
Bad wall Art painted by
friends.
3 bar - electric - heater;
Misc./irrelevant IOU's.
Give it to the bloody LOST CATS HOME!
TRAVELLER, as for THIS guest of a ghost? A friend of Horst? Who is to say? A companion, perhaps, in his Mama's passing? Traveller, who pass on by? -Go tell the Spartans!
c 2015/davedelacroix/his lordship lord borgo/still got a pulse/piacenza-italy
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